The frustration was unbearable. It had gone from pleasure to agony and he wasn't stopping.Kara's voice, her hot breath whispering in my ear, "How does...it feel? So helpless, all taped up? You look so funny, so ridiculous, and we'll never be able to look at you again without thinking of this, a silly taped up girl, squirming and moaning in her straitjacket."Finally, the touching stopped. I heard Kevin's voice speak. "Have you thought about all the things you are going to need us to do for you,. "Don't talk like that," she admonished me. "Such talk is very dangerous. You're not even considered a guest here, Linda. The rules of being a citizen or guest don't apply to you. They can make them up as they go along." Rules?" I blurted out, finally raising my voice above a whisper. "They have different rules for each?" Yes," Ashlee admitted. "Residents have certain rights, and guests have other rights." But not the right to live how they want," I pointed out."It's different in Andersonville?". Turning around I faced Mom and asked, "What do you think?"She frowned at my choice of footwear and said, "I really don't thinkthose go with the outfit sweetie..."I turned back around to look in the mirror and I actually sort ofliked what I saw. Wearing the black crop top, white skater skirt withsome sort of geometric designs, black capri leggings, and my Chuckswith the bright blue socks I couldn't help but smile. I tried a fewposes and said, "I don't know Mom... I kind of like it. If I do. .. protection?" I asked her. "I don't have any... uh... condoms." Actually I did. There was still a small stash of them in my Bible along with a joint that Mike had given me at some point. But I didn't want Nina to know that because I wasn't sure how she would react.Her hand slid down my chest, coming to rest on the bulge at the front of my shorts. It began to twist slowly back and forth, putting delicious pressure on me. "You don't need any condoms," she said, still whispering in my ear,.